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Correspondence from Aleister Crowley to Montgomery Evans
[Jan.12, 1935]
Dear M.E.2.
Pleased to hear from you.
There is nothing readable in this country: only [illegible] masterpieces which don't last even the month required by the reviewers.
My business is still bringing fire. I am thoroughly fed up with everything.
Unless something breaks and I can get away to sunshine soon I shall die of the pip.
Nothing here happens. Sensible men pray daily for a war.
Yours
A.C.
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